I’ll wait at the gates,
Or is it a fortress,
And call in the blame,
Would you let me own it?
There are things I thought I could rise above,
And all the things I thought I was better than,
And a coward might call it a conscience,
And a liar might call it the truth.
Nothing could ever make me more frightened,
Than the thought of hurting you.

Watching you float across the isle sand
Where the fireworks began,
I’d close my eyes,
And wrap my arms around you.
Do you remember what I whispered, love?
Do you remember what I whispered, love?
This is how it’s meant to be,
This is where we’re supposed to be,
I don’t think anyone has ever loved anyone the way I loved you.

So I wait at the gates of your fortress,
I’m calling the blame,
Won’t you let me hold it?
And all things I thought I could rise above,
I could not.
And all the things I thought I was better than,
I was not.
And a coward might call it a conscience,
And a liar might call it the truth.
Nothing could ever make me more frightened,
Than the thought of hurting you.
How could I hurt you?

Watching you float across the isle sand
Where the fireworks began,
I’d close my eyes,
And wrap my arms around you.
Do you remember what I whispered, love?
Do you remember what I whispered, love?
This is how it’s meant to be,
This is where we’re supposed to be,
I don’t think anyone could ever love anyone the way I love you,
The way I love you,
The way I love you.
This is how it’s meant to be,
This is where we’re supposed to be,
I don’t think anyone could ever love anyone the way I love you.
The way I love you.